Uh huh, hour after I published my Blind future I checked my email and I was shocked. Really shocked. And I laughed so much. Really, I laugh right now too. (little bit tired, no much of sleep last night) I'm really touched. There was so much favourite story and story alert messages. But really, I ever ever think what I write next. Oh, maybe little bit this chapter, end second, but what then…

And can I really really keep going on and live up yours expectation? I get nervous. Really, I warn you. I have other FF running, and other writing projects, but I really want to write this too. But, you can always suggest what happens next if you have some good ideas. Or, what happened before this. What happened between Merlin and Arthur?

This chapter is rewrote, thanks to my beta Felicity P.


""Merlin!"

Arthur reached out his hand as he sought to grasp hold of his servant, but his fingertips only had time to lightly touch Merlin's arm before Merlin proceeded to fall. Arthur was only able to watch as Merlin hit the stairs again and again, his eyes wide open. Finally Merlin came to a stop. He didn't move.

"Merlin!" His own voice echoed in his head. Before he even noticed that he was moving, he was running down the stairs. Arthur almost tripped over his own legs as he rushed over to Merlin and took his servant's face tenderly between his palms. He didn't dare move the boy.

"Merlin, Merlin? Oh god, please! Merlin? Can you hear me?"

Merlin opened his mouth to speak, but there was only blood. His eyes wandered over Arthur's face, but the eyes were vacant. Arthur looked terrified when the light in those blues irises began to melt away slowly.

"Merlin? Nonononono! Please! Please, stay awake! Help! Somebody help me! Help! Get Gaius!" Arthur yelled desperately, his voice full of panic. He looked up to see servants running his way, and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down at Merlin again and began trying to feel for a heartbeat.

"Merlin!" Came the baffled interrogative voice of Gaius.

"Gaius? Gaius! I think-I can't…I mean his pulse…I can't…" Arthur stammered, clearly distressed.

Gaius steeled himself, praying as he lowered his hands to grasp Merlin's wrist, his head bowed as he lowered an ear to the boy's chest. Moments later he shut his eyes and gave a satisfied huff.

"He's alive. There's a heartbeat, but it's weak."

Arthur shut his eyes in relief. Merlin was alive, there was still hope.

Arthur watched as Gaius worked, cleaning Merlin's mouth, wiping away the blood. The Physician verified the boys breathing, and also checked over his torso.

"What happened?" The older man asked, still working.

Arthur stared him and then looked away.

"Sire, what happened?" Gaius insisted.

"I…I…hit him."

"What?" Gaius gasped, eyeing him in shock.

"I HIT HIM, OKAY! I hit him right in the nose. I…I didn't realize that there were stairs. I tried to catch him. I tried, but…but he fell. He hit the floor, and then he continued to fall. I…I couldn't…" Arthur looked down at his trembling hands. "I did this" he hissed clearly distraught. "This is my fault."

"IT was an accident Sire. Arthur, listen to me." Gaius took the Prince's hands in his own and forced the young man to look him. "You were angry so you hit him, but what happened next-that wasn't your fault. It was an accident Arthur, an accident."

Arthur didn't seem to want to listen. "My fault." He repeated.

Gaius shook his head. "I don't have time to deal with this. Morgana, my lady? Can you please take care of him? He's in shock, so keep him warm and don't leave him alone. I'll come by later."

"Yes Gaius, I'll take care of him."

Arthur looked up at Morgana confused. When had she gotten there?

"Keep him away from my chambers until I give him permission to come." Gaius instructed.

"Of course" She nodded in understanding.

Morgana lowered her hand gently onto Arthur's shoulder. "Come on Arthur."

Arthur stood up, and watched as the servants hoisted Merlin up and carefully proceeded to leave-Gaius following alongside them.

"Arthur?" Morgana murmured softly, reaching out.

"Don't touch me!" Arthur spat.

Morgana didn't say anything, she just watched as the young man shivered.

Arthur stared at his hands. Blood, Merlin's blood was on his hands.

"Arthur please follow me, we'll go to your chambers. Please Arthur, Merlin will be alright. Come, let's go get you cleaned up."

And like a lost child Arthur followed Morgana.